Just a short one!
Holly's Christmas
Christmas was just another day for Holly. Despite her name she had never known any joy at Christmastime. This Christmas Day was no different. She ate her breakfast, and wandered out for a walk. The day was bright and the light covering of snow shone crisply in the sunshine.
Ahead she saw two of her friends, Jack and Sam. Out with their family. She noticed that they each wore a new warm coat. They will be cosy in those, thought Holly. As they reached the park, the boys raced ahead, playing with the ball, another Christmas gift no doubt.
Holly had no gifts, but she had never had any, so she didn't miss them and certainly didn't resent anyone else lucky enough to have some.
She walked a little further and there was her friend Betsy, with the beautiful long hair. Betsy was wearing something new and sparkly, which must have been a Christmas present that she wanted to show off. The friends greeted each other, and watched the world go by for a while.
Then Betsy skipped off home, hoping that some turkey would be coming her way sooner rather than later! Holly walked a little further, looking at the brightly lit houses with beautifully decorated Christmas trees. Happy families filled most of those homes. It was beginning to get dark so Holly turned around. Passing Betsy's house she saw her relaxing on the padded windowseat, playing with one of her new toys.
As she passed Jack and Sams house she could hear their excitement, as Christmas dinner was being served.
There was no Christmas dinner at Hollys house. Her family were away for Christmas, as always. They saw she was looked after in their absence, but they never even said goodbye to her, let alone left any presents!
She knew dinner wouldn't be delivered for some time, so she bypassed her own house and walked across the fields. There she came to a small house set a little apart from the neighbouring ones. Something drew her to this house, and she walked into the front garden. Jumping up she could see through the window. A tidy room, a small sparkling Christmas tree, an inviting log fire in the grate. In an armchair sat a lady reading a book. Holly thought she looked kind, and lonely. Across the room she spotted a table set for one.
The lady stood and crossed the room to close the curtains against the growing darkness. As Holly was about to run away, the lady spotted something, peered through the window and smiled when she was her.
The front door slowly opened and the lady, around five feet tall, and 70 years of age, with a lovely smile, came out. 'Hello darling!' she said. 'It's so cold out here now, you should be at home'. Holly just looked at her, and didn't move. 'Well, would you like to come in for a while to warm up?' Holly didn't need to be asked again. She dashed into the house. Mmmm, it smelled lovely, roast chicken maybe, and a sweet smell, like mince pies.
Holly followed the lady into the living room. She sat down, and the two looked at each other. 'I will be having my Christmas dinner in while' she said. 'It would be so nice to have company, would you care to join me?'
After a lovely meal, and the washing up done, the lady settled back into her armchair in front of the fire, with a small sherry. On her lap Holly purred stretched and looked up adoringly at the lady.
So this was Christmas! Holly didn't think she would bother crossing back over those fields in any hurry!
Holly's Christmas
Christmas was just another day for Holly. Despite her name she had never known any joy at Christmastime. This Christmas Day was no different. She ate her breakfast, and wandered out for a walk. The day was bright and the light covering of snow shone crisply in the sunshine.
Ahead she saw two of her friends, Jack and Sam. Out with their family. She noticed that they each wore a new warm coat. They will be cosy in those, thought Holly. As they reached the park, the boys raced ahead, playing with the ball, another Christmas gift no doubt.
Holly had no gifts, but she had never had any, so she didn't miss them and certainly didn't resent anyone else lucky enough to have some.
She walked a little further and there was her friend Betsy, with the beautiful long hair. Betsy was wearing something new and sparkly, which must have been a Christmas present that she wanted to show off. The friends greeted each other, and watched the world go by for a while.
Then Betsy skipped off home, hoping that some turkey would be coming her way sooner rather than later! Holly walked a little further, looking at the brightly lit houses with beautifully decorated Christmas trees. Happy families filled most of those homes. It was beginning to get dark so Holly turned around. Passing Betsy's house she saw her relaxing on the padded windowseat, playing with one of her new toys.
As she passed Jack and Sams house she could hear their excitement, as Christmas dinner was being served.
There was no Christmas dinner at Hollys house. Her family were away for Christmas, as always. They saw she was looked after in their absence, but they never even said goodbye to her, let alone left any presents!
She knew dinner wouldn't be delivered for some time, so she bypassed her own house and walked across the fields. There she came to a small house set a little apart from the neighbouring ones. Something drew her to this house, and she walked into the front garden. Jumping up she could see through the window. A tidy room, a small sparkling Christmas tree, an inviting log fire in the grate. In an armchair sat a lady reading a book. Holly thought she looked kind, and lonely. Across the room she spotted a table set for one.
The lady stood and crossed the room to close the curtains against the growing darkness. As Holly was about to run away, the lady spotted something, peered through the window and smiled when she was her.
The front door slowly opened and the lady, around five feet tall, and 70 years of age, with a lovely smile, came out. 'Hello darling!' she said. 'It's so cold out here now, you should be at home'. Holly just looked at her, and didn't move. 'Well, would you like to come in for a while to warm up?' Holly didn't need to be asked again. She dashed into the house. Mmmm, it smelled lovely, roast chicken maybe, and a sweet smell, like mince pies.
Holly followed the lady into the living room. She sat down, and the two looked at each other. 'I will be having my Christmas dinner in while' she said. 'It would be so nice to have company, would you care to join me?'
After a lovely meal, and the washing up done, the lady settled back into her armchair in front of the fire, with a small sherry. On her lap Holly purred stretched and looked up adoringly at the lady.
So this was Christmas! Holly didn't think she would bother crossing back over those fields in any hurry!
Comment